Yesterday, as the kids and I crossed the drug store parking lot, I clicked my truck alarm just to make sure it was set. The following conversation ensued:
truck: HOOONK!
S-O: Excuse YOU, Truck?!?!?!
Me: What?
S-O: The Truck tooted.
Me (in my best Trucker voice): Excuse me, Little Maam.
S-O: That's ok, Truck.
Friday, May 22, 2009
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